Omar Schrayter
Bio
Bored with the daily strife of high school, I spent my time creating a post-apocalyptic TTRPG. Follow me as I launch the game, a series of novels and short stories.
Stories (11/0)
2096 SFS VI Green Light
This was meant to be part VI of the 2021 SFS but I never got around to releasing it. For various reasons that I don’t want to go into at the moment. But here it is. I figure I will at least put some shorts up occasional. Only somewhat edited if that. So I am sure there are mistakes in punctuation and wording, so don’t be to judgmental. I just want to share my world with you.
By Omar Schrayter2 years ago in Fiction
2096 SFS V ELEVATION
It wasn’t that he was afraid of heights, but he respected them. Giving that fact the palms of his hands grew slightly sweaty as he looked down at the city below. They were heading up to level four fourteen. Even at that level they were only a third of the way up the structure. It was a staggering height and an amazing scene. Kellen had never seen the city like this, and it was an amazing scene.
By Omar Schrayter3 years ago in Fiction
2096 SFS IV PERFECTION
The elevator doors finally opened, and she stepped out. She was greeted by a warm burst of light and the sounds of bird singing. A bee flew in front of her and momentarily hovered, possible wondering if she was some kind of flower. Which she was most definitely not. She held back the urge to swat it away knowing that it meant no harm. Even so it was annoying. Eventually it got bored and headed off to find something to drink. A flower perhaps.
By Omar Schrayter3 years ago in Fiction
2096 SFS II THE RUNNER
Riley watched the piercing blue digits on top of the sleek metal cube change, counting down the seconds. It was a mission timer. She wasn’t sure what would happen if it got to zero and she didn’t really want to find out. She only knew she had to get it to Virginus before it did.
By Omar Schrayter3 years ago in Fiction
2096 SFS I RELICS
She was trying her best to focus on the screen in front of her, but the intense heat and sweat dripping off of her made it difficult. The sweat trickled into her eyes and burned. A few times she made the mistake of rubbing them, but that only made it worse. She was trying to find something below the surface of the desert. The constant bouncing of the vehicle as it traveled over the rolling dunes also didn’t help.
By Omar Schrayter3 years ago in Fiction
